Extreme Fire-Fighter, ya seen the real Sire Cypher
Wire Flyer, in this Attire, aint no one as live as Lie'n Liars
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Extreme Fire-Fighter, ya seen the real Sire Cypher
Wire Flyer, in this Attire, aint no one as live as Lie'n Liars
Rhyming shot blocker, never cock blocker, never dreaming of being a hard rocker, i'm diagnosing like doctors, you never had a chance of, committing lyrical ransom
I got more bars then Cingular or Samsung
So ill you thought i was speakin in tongues
Don't even start with me ya dead before your breath leaves ya lungs
Throw my hat at you like Kung Lao
Cut you down like a bad day for the Dow... Jones
My words will shatter your mind and crush your bones
Yall try to copy me this shit is like Attack of the Clones
Irish Pride, motha fucka I wish ta die, leave ya wrists ta hang high
motha fucka coun't see me if u was in the USA, and i was in Shangai ...
Spotted you with my bionic eye
The mic Steve Austin
Can't come close to the rymes im flossin
My words flow like water when you turn on a faucet
Can make the flow hot or cold
Come at you with the power of the Dead Sea Scrolls
Ya Ahead Zero, My Lead keeps the Fear in Foes, comeing ta comandear the show
Leave without a Steer in Bentley Roles, i'm all about those Heavy relentless queerz in Pullz..
ight juss a lil drunk..i'll be back tomorrow peace
my enemies dissapear-in-throws of attacks i adhere-in-flows/
i make kids ears-explode as i steer-a-show all they here-is-"OOHHH" that queer-got-owned/
I appear then GO! like GHOST! witout a FACE!. kicc mouthz shut witout a trace!..Quote:
Originally Posted by Habitat
no doubt.. peoplez kno tha place WUCORP iz blazed weneva my TROOPZ war wit PHRAZE!..
beat out hearts when bash in brains leave them looking like run away trains that smoke when choke the tunnel i broke the funnel to flood leaving the trail of blood in mud as drug the vic like the dogs do stick go fetch what i mean like the they scream for cream
it's getting messed up, lemme restart that shit...
These chumps be steppin' up but they're gassed like 7UP/
take heads like dreads its locked like a fed to money move like bees when get hives for honey its funny like a dummy not knowing his mommy from moma know thy self and quit this drama
I hollow holes in frail souls/
with steel poles that breach skulls like cannon balls strike ship hulls
rob ya for ya dough/ stab ya with a blunt knife/ so its slow to take ya life
ur wack like bo bice im twice the fight when i roll 7 like holed dice/
bo bice banged paula, blew her mind from behind/ stuffed it all in there like this one line rhyme/
mk style file out ur spine/ bones piled on the front page of the times
Run ya mind like professor charles X..address n 'snarles' (yes!) I hear tha gnarlz..u stressed?..Quote:
Originally Posted by 100pr00f
It's the fuckin' masta/I choke skin with toxic plaster
When im finished you pale an twichin like a spastic Casper
(casper) the ghostwriter readin rhymes with MJ in the tree
righting all the wrongs, erasin memories with bleach
While spittin sporadic similes as "hardcore" as a peach
peach yo...........Quote:
Originally Posted by UNdissPUTED
Hardcore.......
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Part morguez..start warz wit soulz..top all..erase tha pot holez in 'race'..rid discrimation..
go bacc on tha road..fix "signz" of end timez- change traffic to chase baccwardz- retract stepz..
it's a pun...:no:
GAH!... why u stop tha cypha! 8O..!Quote:
Originally Posted by UNdissPUTED
reach for the piece but its under the seat
teach for the streets, cut wit thunder and sleet
cut with sleet?/ u rhyme lines like fresh meat/
im about to announce your death from a golden sheet/
smashing ya beak/ into the shape of soleless feet/
and hanged up in dungeons like medival tapestrys
Ayo I rap with ease, a visionary like the Japanese,
Known for busting better head (w)raps than a pack of Seiks.
and hop on the third rail and hope you dont get baked
or hit by the train, and your life it takes
or worse your fake someone finds you cant rhyme, not even in the thread of One Line Rhyme
can't rhyme for meter inclined to pan peter can't stand erect to beat errs
with lines crafted from tweekers better be drafted from audible speakers
or betta yet be machett'd off wirez..burn cuz they aint spit 'raw fire'..shud end up like kayne n have they jaw wired!..Quote:
Originally Posted by dif de la rev
should stick to stones forgetting owned the style they throw ain't worth the get go best be gone like the wind when wane and the setting of the sun
they regrettin da toungue..LASH.. forgettin tha ONE GASH..that was FATAL..AC rocc ya CRADLE...Quote:
Originally Posted by dif de la rev
part ya like BAGELZ..Start n get stopped..get ya wig closed wit STAPLEZ..boast ya FABELZ- I str8 Roast ya LABELZ..
this aint no fable- bitch, its the never ending story/ my mind rhymes line after line you bitches pony's I'm the real horsey!
run clocks and ruin clicks the blocks that get shit they heads not the bed they dock get rocked like the sign that say stop i go like the soul control this like the day glow
get hood like a rea flow construct the complex like lego/
i shoot strait this fag hit it like a rain-bow//
i kick you out like a pro/cuz your style are too slow/
is your blood you gonna blow/this my style now you know/
son.............Quote:
Originally Posted by DavyMan
Thronez been worshipped except hiphop..personz 'off itz purpose' bein deceived by worthless...
relinquish what you diminish for that be like a gimmick with the schtick that limp like a dick get to spitting like a blood slit wrist
You and a fetus have the same size penis